Until That Final Day — текст песни (Keith Green)

My flesh is tired of seeking god,

But on my knees Ill stay.

I want to be a pleasing child,

Until that final day.



My mind is full of many thoughts

That clutter and confuse.

But standing firm, I will prevail,

In faith that Ill be used.



Amen! Im asking once again.

Wont you help me my friend, lord jesus.

Holy lord spirit, set us free,

From chains we cannot see,

Come release us.



I wrestle not with flesh and blood,

My fight is with the one,

Who lost the keys of hell and death,

To gods most precious son.



One sleepless night of anguished prayer,

I triumphed over sin.

One battle in the holy war,

Gods promised me to win.



Amen! Im asking once again.

Wont you help me my friend, lord jesus.

Holy, lord spirit, set us free,

From chains we cannot see,

Come release us.



My flesh is tired of seeking god,

But on my knees Ill stay.

I want to be a pleasing child,

Until that final day.